As soon as Sean ended the call, his gaze shifted to the woman who seemed far more engaged with the man handling the tech setup than with the one silently brooding on the side.
"How come she knows everyone?" he muttered under his breath, irritation tightening his jaw as he walked over to join them.
Niko, the man she was chatting with so effortlessly, wasn't a stranger. He was one of their top IT specialists—brilliant, efficient—and also someone who had history with Gina, dating back to their university days.
"How long do you think it'll take to trace the voice?" She asked, her focus entirely on Niko.
Despite being one of the best in his field, Niko's brows were furrowed with frustration. "It's tricky. I can't isolate the decibel pattern. Whoever made that call to Kingstone knew exactly how to cover their tracks."
He cast a quick glance at Gina, as if seeking affirmation or perhaps just reassurance.
